Alien Domination

The splash in the eyes disappeared before it came out.

Salmon was never a sad person, never was.

I stayed alone for so long.

Wake up from deep dormancy, look for the "life boat", and then move it to the "Morning Star Federation" star field with the most suitable distance and environment. Eventually, the clansmen began to be born in large numbers.

During the whole process, Salmon didn't know how much pressure he was under.

Except for himself, no one else would know.

Now, everything is moving towards the best expected situation.

The transformation of the planet of life is about to be completed, and three million people have moved to the perfect base on the surface of the planet.

And among these three million people, more than one in ten have shown outstanding talents in different fields.

Salmon, who had been so tired after a long time, showed such a mood swing for the first time.

Come fast, go faster.

He didn't want to get any answers from Nemo at all, Salmon turned around after saying those.

The warning light was still flashing, and he had something to deal with again.

He also knew what this warning light meant, so he was not in a hurry just now.

All the surveillance pictures on the huge light screen dissipated like stardust, and replaced by the pitch-black universe.

In the dark and icy void, a fleet is suspended.

The value marked in the corner of the screen clearly shows the position of this fleet-the position in the middle of the interstellar medium region of the light angle star system.

"Notify them that only one transport ship can come."

"Any other type of warship approaching will be destroyed."

"Also, I will wait for them at the One Star One Base."

After pressing the communication button, Salmon said in a calm tone.

"Understand, leader."

A voice immediately responded.

With the light screen turned off, Salmon stood up and walked outside.

When he was approaching the hatch, he suddenly remembered something, turned and asked, "How are they now?"

Nemo naturally knew what Salmon was asking, and immediately replied: "It's still like that. The little one will go crazy every time. Fortunately, it listens to the mother beast."

Nodded, Salmon said nothing, and walked towards the hatch.

Seeing that the automatic hatch was about to close, Nemo strenuously followed.

After hesitating, it still asked in a low voice: "I don't quite understand, Boss, what use are they?"

"Is it useful? You will know later."

"Nemo, you did a good job."

"Don't let the big despair, if it despairs desperately, it will die."

"It's going to die, and the small one will do its best, and it will die if it doesn't."

"In that case, it's useless."

"So, as before, contact them from time to time."

"You can also make up some lies, just say that alien civilizations have started to appear frequently in this star field."

"Remember, don't let it despair, let it see hope."

Smiling and speaking, Salmon left immediately.

Nemo was dumbfounded, looking at Salmon's distant back, he opened his mouth and said nothing.

"I don't want to tell the boss, I really like chatting with her."

"Uh, I actually cheated her."

"If it wasn't for me to mislead her, the boss couldn't be awakened from deep sleep, and I couldn't activate the system at all."

"After all, all of this is my credit..."

Thinking in his heart, Nemo suddenly became proud.

The fat tentacles were used as legs, and it swung the tentacles strenuously towards Salmon.

The "Star Clan" came, and it wanted to know how Salmon negotiated with them.

"At least, when I see them, I can talk a little bit more."

With this thought, Nemo speeded up and chased Salmon.

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"Are you sure, it's just us going?"

Just when Nemo and Salmon boarded the aircraft and left the "Ship of Life" and flew to a planet not far away, in the very distant interstellar medium region, in the "Protoss" fleet mothership that had just arrived here, Reck Si stared at the old man behind him in amazement.

Compared to human beings, the skin of the "protoss" is rough.

As for this old man, even if more people of the "Star Spirit Race" see his face, it might be regarded as "you".

"Ghost" is actually the existence of "ghost" or "foul spirit" or "ghost" in human cognition.

The skin on the face was layered and wrinkled.

The old man looked like a candlelight in the wind, tremblingly, he could breathe at any time.

"We just go see and listen."

"Me and you, just take two more people."

"It's not going to go to war, what's the point of going to a few hundred?"

The old man said that he started the self-service suspension vehicle and floated towards the miniature transport ship not far away.

After thinking about it, Rex gave up his plan to persuade the "Prophet" and immediately followed.

"Actually, the prophet is right."

"We just went to see and listen, maybe we don't even have the qualifications to negotiate."

"So, what to do with so many people."

With some sorrow in his heart, Rex waved to the group of "Marshals" and "templars" not far away.

After the hatch was closed, the miniature transport ship slowly flew up, and after leaving the mother ship, it quickly accelerated to leave.

"Rex, use your ears more and talk less."

"You are the foreign affairs commissioner of the Protoss tribe, and you have always been in charge of the Protoss tribe's external affairs."

"The Sarnagars are different from the Morningstar Federation, so even if they say or do anything, you have to bear with them."

"What the people of the Morning Star Federation looked like before you, now you should look like before the Sarnagars."

With a deep gaze away from the observation window, the "Prophet" looked towards Rex and said slowly.

"Don't worry, I know."

Rex responded sternly.

Seeing the "Prophet" turned his head again and looked at the distorted sight outside the observation window, Rex hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask: "Prophet, what do you think they will be when they invite us this time? What?"

Of course, this question can actually be replaced by "have you seen some early through the prophecy".

It's just that Rex has become accustomed to a relatively tactful tone, and like other people in the tribe, he doesn't want the "prophet" to use his unique ability too much.

Every time this ability is used, the life of the "prophet" is consumed.

And now, they don't want to lose the unique and vital "prophet."

"Don't worry, the images I saw in the previous predictions are enough to exhaust my energy to slowly analyze."

"So, I won't exercise my abilities again until the critical moment."

"As for this time, Rex, if you think about it, it's not hard to guess what they are looking for us."

"Prophet" said slowly.

"It's not hard to guess..."

Rex frowned and murmured.

There is not much strength, but Rex, who is extremely intelligent, suddenly flashed a flash of light in his mind. He said with some uncertainty, "Morning Star Federation?"

The "Prophet" did not speak, but just nodded.